an excerpt (intended to be posted at least 2 minutes ago)

...can you make the sun go up? can you make the sun go down?
can you make the moon go up? you make my world go round.
your laugh means you’re/makes me happy. your silence destroys.
the city light glow and twinkle; like my heart and your eyes.
the world is a world of problems
to me you are the beautiful one, the worthwhile one, the one...

then a "poor" man i'll be

believe me when i say that “sticking through it” is the wrong terminology. i’d choose something more like “laughing through it” or “loving more and more because of.” monday? monday?? the usual, the usual that is so special, the u that i have come to love, the us that makes me smile, the usual that makes me wish every day all day was all you.
but right now, on the eve AFTER your graduation, things are not working out, stupid room check again. *disgusted laugh* i am sorry you are hurt and overwhelmed and spirit slightly crushed. i’m thinking of sleeping beauty when the godmothers wave their wands to clean the house. how about i just pray for you? and pray for this summer. and next year. and…
…shoombalata.

you're my angel muffin

But you’re so busy changing the world
Just one smile and you can change all of mine
We share the same soul
Oh oh oh oh oh ohhh
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